misunderstood love…

i love you.
if i’d have to be misunderstood
to spare you the grief
of losing me in the future,
then so be it.
i’d rather that you don’t see
my real intentions
than have to witness you
suffer in the end.
i’d rather that you believe
me rotten and weird
in my loving you,
than have you go through pain
when i’m gone.